It's cold in December
as those winter songs sang
The fields of snow
is where I shall play
Dancing in the frost bit land
Standing tall and proud
My family of Snow men
Time for sledding,
skating and such,
Fun in abundance
Not costing that much
only time, effort and little strain
even though dressing in layers
can be quite a pain
enjoying our annual "wintry gift"
excitement begins to fill me
the under eye bags lift
A smile grows from ear to ear
Learning to Love
this cold time of year
With four pairs of boots
mittens and gloves
My heart can enjoy
a New kind of Love
I've never been one
to play in the snow
But then again
Even I too can grow
and learn from each passing year
to hold tightly to the memories
To my Heart so dear.
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